On the other side, a drunkard with a big belly waved his beer bottle and yelled, "Then go beg Godora! What's the use of race honor? Only survival is important! The brains of those leaders are filled with sh * t. So many people die every single time, and both of my younger brothers have died in battle. All of their persistence is futile. They could have obtained the help of Godora, so why did they have to force themselves? Those Supers are useless. If they really had the ability, they would have solved the Catastrophe long ago! "
The drunkard had a look of disgust on his face, and his tone was agitated. He felt that the Supers and the army were too weak, and his words were getting worse and worse. His behavior of picking up his bowl to eat meat and putting down his chopsticks to curse angered the other customers. The Supers and the army were heroes in the eyes of most civilians. Any questioning or insulting would anger the public. A few customers immediately spoke up.
"Everything you're enjoying now is the result of the heroes risking their lives. What right do you have to criticize us?"
The drunkard snorted. "This is what they should do. Those with ability have to take more responsibility. If not for the race's nurturing, they would just be ordinary people like me."
"People like you are disgusting. You should be sent out of the city to fend for yourself!"
The drunkard snorted. "Even if the city is lost, I'm still a civilian who has priority. Anyway, I'm not the one who dies."
"You don't deserve protection!" The crowd was even angrier.
The quarrel became more and more intense. Lerden, who was beside the bar, was expressionless as if he did not hear anything. He did not even bother to turn around.
At this time, a very young man looked angry and rushed forward impulsively. He directly used his hands and wrestled with the drunkard. His strong body pressed the drunkard under his body and continuously punched the drunkard's face. Blood splattered everywhere. When the others saw the blood spurting out, they hurriedly tried to pull the impulsive young man away.
"Lana, calm down!"
"Stop fighting. He'll die if you continue!"
Lana added a few more punches before he stood up angrily. After being pulled to the side, the drunkard was bleeding from his mouth and nose. He could not stand up anymore. The other customers surrounded him to check. Luckily, the drunkard was only injured. Immediately, some people complained that Lana was too heavy-handed. Lana lived nearby, and many people here were his neighbors. He was a young man who wanted to join the army. He was strong and strong, and he was a supporter of the army.
Herlous yelled, "Both of you, get out of my shop. Go home and calm down!"
Lana left with an indignant expression, and the drunkard was also dragged out. This little farce was over.
Han Xiao turned to Herlous and said, "I'm Black Star. If you're interested in what I have to say, come find me. I can solve this problem."
After that, Han Xiao called out to Lerton, and the two left the bar.
Herlous's nonchalant expression slowly disappeared. His expression darkened, and his eyes flickered. He was not as unconcerned about the future of his race as he pretended to be.
Herlous did not know if this mercenary who called himself Black Star was a real Foreseer. Even if he was, he could have purposely made up a prophecy to lure Herlous into a trap. Anyone who took action had a motive, but Herlous did not understand the other party's goal. Could it be that he was the target?
The door of the bar was pushed open again. A burly man wearing a hood walked to the bar and said with a deep voice, "Give me a drink."
The hooded man looked up and showed his face.
Fernas!
Herlous was shocked and said, "You never drink."
"Just treat it as a celebration for me coming back alive." Fernas picked up Herlous' bottle and took a sip. The two of them acted very close. If others knew that the strongest Grade B Super of their race was so close to a small bar owner, they would definitely be very shocked.
The two of them were childhood playmates, and Herlous was too familiar with this childhood friend of his. Almost all positive and positive adjectives could be used on Fernas. Brave, righteous, and responsible. After the disaster on Sunil, Fernas became a mercenary and contributed to the race. Herlous had actually always been jealous of Fernas. His short-lived brother, Delvis, had always talked about Fernas next door. In his eyes, Fernas was' someone else's child '.
Although he was a little jealous, Herlous also secretly respected Fernas. If he asked himself honestly, he felt that he would definitely not have the same dedication as Fernas. After his brother passed away, Herlous had been living a drunken life, eating and waiting for death, not caring about the survival state of his race at all. He knew that he was a lazy person. When his brother was still alive, he always hated him for not living up to expectations. Many people felt that his talent was about the same as Fernas', but he had been wasting his time. Now, Fernas was the guardian of the entire race, and he was just a nameless person.
He understood Fernas. This was a very disciplined person and would not make an exception for no reason. Herlous frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Fernas smiled faintly, full of bitterness. Herlous had never seen such an expression on this determined face of his. He softly said, "Brother, I can't hold on anymore. I'm going to leave."
Leave? Herlous was surprised.
Fernas slowly said, "There are endless possibilities in the galaxy. Only by cutting off the past can we move forward. I don't want to be tied down by the race anymore. There are many warriors who think the same as me. After this Catastrophe, we will never come back.
"We have protected the race for long enough. Many friends have sacrificed themselves, and some people have begged for our protection, but they think that it is right and proper. This is not our duty, and there is no need to continue. We have done our best. Maybe the race accepting Godora's help is the best ending. No one will die for nothing anymore."
"Even you are going to give up?"
Herlous was shocked. Suddenly, Han Xiao's words appeared in his mind. Could this be the split predicted by that scammer? Then, the future of the race would be like what he said, becoming dependent on Godora and losing their inheritance?
Herlous thought for a while and told him the result of Han Xiao's prediction of Sunil accepting military aid. After Fernas heard it, his eyes did not change at all. He shook his head and said, "Being alive is the most important. As long as one is alive, one's will will not die."
Is that really so?
But the Fernas I know will never abandon the race.
You are still alive, but you have changed …
Seeing Fernas's expression, Herlous knew that he had made up his mind and would not be convinced. He had mixed feelings. He had always regarded Fernas as his greatest and most upright friend, but now, he could no longer look at this childhood friend with the same eyes. It was as if he had become a stranger.
"Then, why did you come to me to tell me this?" Herlous asked.
Fernas shook the bottle and said softly, "To be honest, I hate you a lot. You clearly have more power than me, but you hide in the back and accept our protection … Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I just came to inform you. It's up to you whether you continue to hide or stand out."
Fernas pulled down his hood, turned around, and left.
Herlous had mixed feelings.
…
The seeds had been planted, so Han Xiao did not enter the city again. He stayed outside the city and continued his field maintenance work. In the middle of the Catastrophe, the battle became more and more intense. All kinds of terrifying monsters took turns to fight. He did not continue to use his physical body to travel through the battlefield but put on the Amphiptere mechanical suit. Sometimes, the maintenance area would be breached by the beasts, and he had no choice but to help and fill in the gaps. Among the mercenaries, his strength was not very eye-catching. The only reason the other mercenaries remembered him was that the Black Star Mercenary took the initiative to take on the field reconnaissance mission. Many mercenaries felt that Han Xiao was crazy, and when the next field patrol took over, the mercenary group would definitely suffer heavy losses.
A large number of soldiers died every day, and the mutilated bodies were transported back to the back for people to claim. Many weapons and vehicles in the defense circle were damaged, and it became more and more difficult to defend. Only the nine battleships in the sky did not move and did not fire. Sunil had limited resources, and battleship energy was scarce. Only at the end of the Catastrophe would the battleships join the battle when the truly powerful monsters appeared. Furthermore, the interstellar battleships built by Sunil could only fly around the surface of the planet for three to four days at most before their energy dropped to the warning line. Other than guarding the sky, the main purpose of the nine battleships was to ensure that the civilians could be transported away when the situation was critical, giving up on the main city and escaping.
Seven or eight days later, the city entered a strange safe period. The alarm that represented the end of the Catastrophe sounded again. This time, everyone was given a breathing mask. Not only the logisticians, even some Supers entered the facilities to take refuge.
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